To believe an unseen perceived belief to fiendish subsidies
Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze
Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from
I just had my fucking empathy broken
It's moe, all i need is more chips
Out of this coviction of feelings
Out of mind out of sight
On that red-eyed kush flight
Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators
You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse
Rollin' down the four o five
Of the book of your life
Bitch please, my empathy died when the entropy raised
She swallowing killa cause she love the taste
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts
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